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It now becomes a memory, a gage d'amour, a token or a sudden glory what you will. This is the habit of mankind; but I know of rare ones, both men and women, who never allow dead flowers to be thrown into the draught, but always give them decent burial, either cremation or earth to earth. "Now I come to the tragical part of my story, and wish with all my heart that I could leave it out.

And so they come; and the dentist after every operation waves the extracted trophy high in air, and jubilates as if he had won another victory, pointing to the stone statue yonder, and reminding them that this is the glorious day of St. Antonino. But this is not all that this man of science does. He has the genuine elixir d'amour, love-philters and powders which never fail in their effects.

I at once made my bow and began: Deux pigeons s'aimaient d'amour tendre, L'un d'eux s'ennuyant.... A low, grumbling sound was heard, and then a "ventriloquist" muttered, "It isn't an elocution class here. What an idea to come here reciting fables!" It was Beauvallet, the deafening tragedian of the Comedie Francaise. I stopped short, my heart beating wildly.

He had only time to repeat the prayer for the dying as poor Warren passed away in Major MacKenzie's arms. His death was a great loss to the regiment. Position April 22. I left the arrangements for the funeral with our Quartermaster, Captain Duguid. He was to be buried the next night at the Place D'Amour. Truly, this was a war of attrition.

On the other hand, to assert that Madame Jolicoeur, in defence of her isolation, was disposed to plant machine-guns in the doorway of her dwelling a house of modest elegance on the Pavé d'Amour, at the crossing of the Rue Bausset would be to go too far.

What a merciful Deity it is, to make such an arrangement! and the excellent fathers! when all the children meet them I wonder what they will have to say to each other I wonder . . ." A frightful shudder convulsed his body and he threw up his arms. "'Un peu d'amour, Et puis bon soir! C'est ca! Bon soir, Marquis!"

Further notable novels are: 'Criquette, Deux Mariages, Un Grand Mariage, Un Mariage d'Amour', all in 1883; 'Princesse, Les Trois Coups de Foudre, Mon Camarade Moussard', all in 1884; and the romances, 'Karikari , and Mariette . Since that time, I think, Halevy has not published anything of importance. E. LEGOUVE de l'Academie Francaise.

They eat everything in France, and would serve you up the head of a monkey who has died of the smallpox, as singe a la petite verole that is, if you did not understand French; if you did, they would call it, tete d'amour a l'Ethiopique, and then you would be even more puzzled. As for their wine, there is no disguise in that; it's half vinegar. No, no!

Neither of them had ever known what the other thought about it before! Gyp murmured: "La vie est vaine Un peu d'amour, Un peu de haine, Et puis bonjour!" Not quite a grunt or quite a laugh emerged from the depths of Winton, and, looking up at the sky, he said: "And what they call 'God, after all, what is it? Just the very best you can get out of yourself nothing more, so far as I can see.

Carlino begged them to walk round the Lac d'Amour. Who knows, perhaps the little window in heaven would open. He wished it would. Noemi, recalling the conversation of a few hours before, expressed a doubt that Fomalhaut would be the star to appear at the window. "To be sure," said Carlino thoughtfully. "I had forgotten Fomalhaut. If it is not Fomalhaut now, it will be Fomalhaut then."